After Miss Shen became beautiful alone, her five brothers cried and begged for forgiveness

If Shen Huansui comes, it means that Shen Suihuan still cares about them a little.

In the end, Shen was disappointed again.

The only ones who came in were Shen Si and Song Yanxi.

Shen Si noticed the look in his second brother's eyes and felt a surge of annoyance. He knew what his second brother was expecting, or rather, who he was expecting.

"Second brother, how do you feel?" Shen Si walked to the bedside and asked, suppressing his unhappiness.

Shen forced a smile again, trying to comfort them, but his voice was weak: "It's nothing serious, just a little dizzy. The doctor said I can go home after one night of observation."

Shen Si suddenly sneered, a sarcastic sneer on his lips: "Second brother, you are not still looking forward to that heartless girl coming to see you, are you? She is so cruel now! When I received the call from the hospital, she was listening right next to me! She was only concerned with having fun and didn't care about you!"

Shen You's expression froze, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. He was silent for a moment, and sighed softly: "Old Four, don't say that. Maybe we hurt Sui Huan's heart."

"Hurt her heart?" Shen Si's voice suddenly rose an octave. "Second brother, how did we hurt her heart? She did something wrong, and we just wanted to discipline her and make her a sensible girl. But what about her? She didn't appreciate it at all! She even ran away from home!"

Shen Si became increasingly agitated as he spoke, his voice echoing throughout the ward. "Look at her now, hanging out with that Jiang Zhou. She doesn't even take us seriously. We've done so much for her, and yet she has no gratitude at all!"

"That's enough!" Shen suddenly stopped him, his voice carrying a rare harshness. "Stop talking."

His voice trembled slightly, revealing a trace of barely perceptible pain.

He covered his head, and before he fainted, he remembered some details that he had not paid much attention to. They did ignore Sui Huan.

Shen Si wanted to say more, but Song Yanxi stepped forward and held him down, then gently held Shen You's hand: "Second brother, don't get excited. The doctor said you need to rest now. Would you like some water?"

Shen You's gaze fell on Song Yanxi, and his expression softened slightly. He nodded gently, "Thank you, Xixi."

Looking at Song Yanxi's back as she poured water for him, Shen felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, Xixi was sensible, so even if they neglected Suihuan a little because they took better care of her, it was understandable. After all, Xixi's brother died to save Suihuan!

However, no one noticed that Song Yanxi, who had her back to them, had a terribly gloomy face at this moment!

She had already kicked Shen Suihuan out, and Shen Suihuan had so heartlessly severed ties with them, yet they still thought about Shen Suihuan!

As expected, a raised sister is not as good as a biological sister!

When Song Yanxi finished pouring the water and turned around, she looked well-behaved again, her voice as soft as boneless: "Second brother, are you feeling better?"

Shen took the cup again and drank it slowly. His face was pale, with dark circles under his eyes. He forced a weak smile and said, "I'm fine. I just haven't slept well lately."

Song Yanxi frowned slightly, her tone filled with worry: "Second brother, haven't you been feeling better recently? Why are you suffering from insomnia again?"

Shen Si stood aside, his brows furrowed, his eyes gleaming with anger. He waved his hand violently, his voice filled with anger: "It's all because Shen Suihuan ran away from home and caused unrest in the family! Second brother must be worried too much, which is why he has insomnia again."

Hearing this, Shen again slowly lowered his eyes. His voice was low and lost, as if he was mumbling to himself, "It's not because of Sui Huan... It's because I used to drink the medicinal soups Sui Huan made to help me sleep, and combined with her massages, my insomnia was cured."

But Shen Suihuan had been away from home for a month, and the effects of her soup and massage had gradually worn off, and his insomnia had relapsed.

Shen Si's rage intensified upon hearing this. "Shen Suihuan is deliberately making trouble for us, waiting for us to beg her! She's truly despicable!"

He turned abruptly and strode towards the door. "No, I have to bring her back. How can I cure her halfway and then just ignore her? I can't let her be so willful!"

"Old Four, come back!" Shen You suddenly shouted. He sat up abruptly, trying to stop Shen Si's impulsive behavior.

However, the sudden movement made him dizzy and his body fell uncontrollably under the bed.

"Second brother!" Song Yanxi exclaimed and quickly reached out to help.

Shen Si heard the noise and turned around quickly. He rushed to the bedside in two steps and supported the shaky Shen You.

Song Yanxi's eyes were red, and she supported Shen You with a distressed look on her face, and advised him obediently and considerately, "Fourth brother, don't be angry. Sister is just upset for a moment. Don't go to her. I'll go make soup for Second Brother."

She didn't mention a single word about the massage. Her slender fingers clenched the edge of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the effort. After all, massage was so tiring, she didn't want to do it!

Shen looked at Song Yanxi again, his eyes showing approval and satisfaction.

He sighed softly, his voice softening: "Thank you for your hard work, Xixi."

Shen Si's tense expression finally relaxed a little, his expression full of satisfaction with Song Yanxi, "Xixi is really sensible, I wonder how much better than that ungrateful person!"

In the evening, Song Yanxi walked into Shen You's ward carrying a thermos bucket.

She had a gentle smile on her face, like a warm lamp in the dark night.

"Brother, I made some soup for you, drink it while it's hot."

Shen leaned against the headboard, his face still pale and not at all sleepy. But when he saw Song Yanxi, a hint of warmth still flashed in his eyes.

"Xixi, thank you for your hard work." His voice was hoarse and a little tired.

Song Yanxi opened the thermos and a wave of hot steam came out.

She filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Shen You, her eyes full of concern.

"Brother, try this. I made it especially for you."

She deliberately exposed the burn on the back of her hand, a red and swollen mark that was particularly conspicuous against her fair skin.

Just as Shen You was about to take the soup, he saw the wound on the back of her hand and quickly held Song Yanxi's hand.

"how did you make it?"

Song Yanxi quickly retracted her hand, but did not withdraw it completely, allowing Shen to hold it again, which made her feel distressed.

Then, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's okay, second brother, I just accidentally got scalded while cooking the soup."

Shen You's eyes were filled with heartache. He gently held Song Yanxi's hand and looked at the burn carefully.

"Why are you so careless? Does it hurt?"

Song Yanxi shook her head, tears glistening in her eyes, but there was a strong smile on the corner of her mouth.

"It's okay, second brother. Although I'm not as good as my sister, as long as I can help you and help you sleep, my little injury is nothing."

Shen looked at Song Yanxi again, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

"Xixi, thank you, you are such a good sister."

Song Yanxi secretly hated him for not saying that she wouldn't have to cook anymore. There were so many servants at home, yet he insisted on having her make the soup herself. Were her hands meant for such rough work?